Chapter 423: Fang Mos wonderful metaphor of the dog thief(2/2)
"Varied……"
Stark was also a little confused, but before he could finish his words, his right hand suddenly felt pain, and the pistol turned from Lilynite was snatched away by the opponent.
"give me back!"
Seeing this scene, Stark suddenly became anxious.
However, Fang Mo teleported again and suddenly appeared hundreds of meters away.
"Give Lilynite back..." Upon seeing this, Stark immediately followed him, raised his hand and grabbed Fang Mo, but the next second he suddenly froze in place.
Because Fang Mo stretched out a finger and pressed it against his pistol.
Recalling the opponent's earth-shattering light cannon just now, Stark did not dare to act rashly and could only grit his teeth and stare at the opponent.
"Don't look at me like that, we are old friends after all."
Fang Mo smiled and took out a gold basin, and then took out a box with a strange shape: "When you died from poisoning while playing with palladium, I was the first one to rush over to save you. Don't you?"
It doesn't matter if you remember me, but have you forgotten my Mayuling scalpel?"
"What a mess..."
Stark stared at Fang Mo and said, "Give Lilynite back to me quickly!"
"Hey, don't worry."
As Fang Mo spoke, he pulled out a green ball of something from his back like magic: "How about a magic trick?"
"What on earth are you..."
As soon as Stark opened his mouth, Fang Mo slapped the ball directly on his gun: "Have you seen your Lilynite? It turned green in one click, very quickly."
"you!"
Before Stark could react, Fang Mo soaked the pistol into the golden basin again, and a lot of bubbles suddenly appeared. Of course, Stark was also anxious, but every time he
As soon as Fang Mo made a move, he pointed his finger at Lilinite, which made him completely confused as to what to do.
So just like that, Stark watched helplessly as Fang Mo stuffed five obsidian slabs into Lilinite, and then covered the surface with red stone.
At the end.
Fang Mo even took out a prismatic silver crystal and shoved it into the barrel of the gun.
"Okay, I'll give it back to you."
Just when Stark was a little at a loss, Fang Mo suddenly threw the gun at him again, so he quickly raised his hand to catch it: "Lilinite, are you okay!?"
"I...it's okay..."
Lilinite's voice came from the pistol, but she sounded a little confused: "Stark, my soul seems to be a little strange."
"What do you mean by weird?"
Stark raised his head and glanced at Fang Mo, who was not far away: "You guy, what did you do to Lilynite?"
"Although loneliness is your personality charm, it would be too stupid to become weak, right?" Fang Mo spread his hands and said: "So what are the writers here in Japan? You and Koro-sensei, right?
Don’t you know that getting weaker is a poison? Can’t you continue to get stronger, and then kill everyone... ahem, and then find a way to solve your own problems? "
"What do you mean?"
Stark asked.
"This world is always dominated by the weak. Only when you are strong can you have the final say." Fang Mo said: "You made yourself weak and then got a companion. That was also given to you by Aizen. He has the ability to take it back at any time.
Do you understand these?"
"Stark, I feel like my soul is whole again..."
As soon as Fang Mo finished speaking, Lilynite also spoke: "I can't split the wolf pack anymore, but I...I don't know what's going on, but I feel like I will never disappear again.
Yes, can you feel it? Your soul and mine seem to be bound together."
"Um?"
When Stark heard this, he also felt it. As a result, he did feel a wonderful sense of connection, a feeling that the two of them could connect with each other even if they didn't speak.
He could feel that his and Lilynite's souls were flowing with each other. The one with strong spiritual pressure was slowly transferring his soul and power to the one with weak spiritual pressure, and then the souls of the two people seemed to be slowly intertwined.
Together, although they are still independent of each other, they are intimate and indistinguishable from each other.
"this……"
Stark looked up at Fang Mo in surprise: "Did you do this?"
"Stop becoming weak, understand?"
Fang Mo didn't admit it, just looked at Stark with a smile: "I'm also very busy, I can't help you wipe your butt anytime and anywhere."
"……Thank you."
Stark hesitated for a long time, and then asked: "What do you want me to do for you?"
"Stop doing it with Aizen, do it with me."
Fang Mo immediately offered an olive branch when he saw this: "Aizen treats his subordinates like contraceptive condoms. He will throw them away after use. If you don't believe it, you can ask the genius child over there, the one named Hitsugaya Winter Lion."
Damn it, he has a friend named Hinamori Momo, who works hard to be Aizen's little crush, but he ends up getting his backhand chopped off."
Hearing this, Stark also turned his head and glanced at Hitsugaya Toshiro not far away.
"You bastard!"
Chapter completed!